Around 1:20 what Isabelle?can’t stand it anymore, suddenly it is heard. The cry of a woman on his street tears through the night. The man’s screams follow. Misfortunes connect, and a fight breaks out again between a stoned crackpot and a dealer. Along with three other traffickers, this “modu” holds a piece of pavement at 19 quai de la Seine in Paris, near Stalingrad square. e
district By morning, €12 a “cake”, crack, this brain-destroying trafficking cocaine, will thus flow under the windows of Isabelle and her family, today at the end of their bond.“We can’t take it anymore. Every two hours we are woken up by terrifying screams. My children are afraid”
he comes out, showing off his laptop full of violent scenes he films from his balcony.
Source: Le Figaro
